Book Baristas is having a little 10 day challenge over on their Instagram, in honor of their one-year anniversary. I’m having so much fun I decided to post my pics for the challenge over here too! Because of course, the obsession continues. I had another book arrive in my mailbox today!!! :D :D :D
Day 1: Book and a cafe drink…because what else would you be drinking while reading?
Day 2: Books that made you cry.
I don’t have all my books, so the only other real tear-jerker I can think of isn’t here. I’m not counting books that just made me tear up a little, but the ones that actually had tears coming down my face. The list is pretty short, actually.
Rules of War:
Rule #1: Good men will die.
Rule #2: Not even Doc can change Rule #1.
Rule #3: For his brothers, Doc will die trying to change both Rule #1 and Rule #2.
I really don’t have anything else to say, other than this is where my heart is. I may not be in a combat arms position, but that doesn’t change the fact that my job is to conserve the fighting strength of my brothers and sisters, and if and when the time comes, to look Death in the face and say, “Not today. Not on my watch.”
Or so they tell me. We’ll see if I pass the test when my turn comes.
It never really left, but it definitely had to take a back seat for awhile.
I have a lot of mild obsessions, so you might wonder which one I’m referring to THIS time. However, I can honestly say I’ve only had TWO lifelong obsessions, or at least two that quite literally date back to my very earliest memories. This one, rather inconvienient for someone who moves as often as I seem fated to do, is books. Not just reading them. Collecting them. I haven’t had all my books unpacked in almost 3 years now. When I moved the last time (to a permanent – or so I thought, haha – residence), one of my bookshelves, of course the largest, broke in transit so I literally had no room for them all, and I never replaced the shelf because…well, you know. The best laid plans of mice and men.
But now I’m in a new place. My place. Where I can collect MY things. Because when I move again, I’m paying someone to move my stuff. I swear I will. So I’m allowing myself to collect books (and other things…but that’s neither here nor there) again. I feel like I deserve it. I even had my longsuffering husband – he doesn’t quite understand my love of books but he puts up with it and appreciates that they look nice on the shelves – mail me a box from home that I thought I really just couldn’t live without any longer.
I’ve been here for a little over 3 weeks. The picture above was what my “collection” looked like when I got here. The picture below is what it looks like now. Some of those are the box from home. Some are courtesy of a couple Amazon late-night impulse purchases. I might also have about 10 more, purchased used from various places (most through Amazon), on their way to me. But goddamn if surface mail isn’t the slowest thing ever to an APO box. That said…I love looking at them. Isn’t that silly? But I do.
Also, I’ve been reading like there’s no tomorrow. I finished my 25 books in 2015 Challenge over on GoodReads. I have one book left of the stack I borrowed from the teeny tiny library here, and I’m halfway through that. I’m not borrowing any more books from the library until I’ve read all the ones I haven’t read up there on that little shelf. I’m not, I’m NOT!
I also updated (and reorganized, and regrouped, and retagged) my library on LibraryThing. Since I can’t physically shelve and organize the books, might as well do in virtually. I hadn’t been on there for awhile and didn’t realize I’d left some of X’s books on it…oops. That has since been remedied, and I actually don’t have nearly as many books as I thought. 256, not counting audiobooks or e-books. See, plenty of room to expand, right?
I think the postal clerks are tired of seeing me already. Oh well. Maybe I’ll make them some cookies. :D
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No, I promise I didn’t actually disappear again. Just, a lot of things have happened in the last month and a half. I’ll keep it brief and illustrate everything in bullet form.
I got married!! I can’t even start to say how happy this makes me, so I’ll just let everyone imagine. ;)
I visited the ocean for the first time.
We visited friends in Charlotte, NC, and I got thoroughly, thoroughly drunk and enjoyed every minute of it.
I moved to Korea.
I started a new job.
We’re still waiting to see if my company will let my husband join me.
Yep, I miss him like crazy and am trying not to be depressed at the idea of maybe spending a year away from him…but I’ve been trying to enjoy having my OWN space again (no more room sharing, yippee!) and stitch in my (suddenly very copious) free time. I’ve been reading a lot. So more on all of that in a different post. Just trying to catch up on life happenings here. ;)
ONE MORE DAY!!!!!
Well, till tomorrow evening. Can’t wait to see my family and get the hell out of Dodge!
2 weeks of training were strenuous in some ways, easy in others…and I finally finished Drums of Autumn, the 4th Outlander book! It was good but probably my least favorite of them so far.
More later…probably much later, since I’m moving for about the next 2 weeks. Wish me luck!
I’m going to be without cell phone and internet service for a couple of weeks, so no blog posts for me. 😢 Or talking to my family, or DragonMania…but it’s nothing we haven’t done before. And there’s only 18 days till I see them again! Now just keep your fingers crossed for me, that this last phase of school goes well.
So, remember the little 52 week savings challenge I posted about way back in January (which does seem like forever ago)? Well…I failed. Miserably. I lasted till about the middle of February. Then, we passed our first milestone exam and were allowed to go places and do things and I spent it all the first weekend.
There. I feel like a horribly uncontrolled spender now. I had to post about it though…just to keep myself honest. Yes, I’m embarrassed. A little frustrated. But I have learned/confirmed that for me, going long periods of time without spending ANY money – or at least telling myself I can’t spend any – results in binge spending. I guess much the way a strict diet often results in binge eating? Keeping myself honest here is more motivation for doing better, too.
So what did I spend it on? Well, mostly just me. After months of just working hard, concentrating on just finishing the next task in front of me, I just kind of spoiled myself. I bought a new pair of jeans, had a facial (my first ever, and it was lovely), and a few other things. Also ate delicious, non-cafeteria food for the first time since Christmas. Even if I felt somewhat guilty, it was worth it. Sometimes sanity has a price. :-P
Now you all know. I feel a little better. I’ll try it again, but probably when life is a bit more stable.
The weather has been perfectly rotten the past week or so. To the point it took me FIVE days – yes, five – to walk to the post office to mail a stack of letters. Some of which were Valentine’s cards that will be very, very late now. But it was so cold, and so windy, and so rainy, and by the end of the day I am so tired! It is almost a mile to the box, so…yes, I was lazy. The day I ended up going was still horrible but I just couldn’t stand not having them mailed any longer! I didn’t get anything – ANYTHING in the mail this week. It was so sad. :-P
School has been…blah. Dragging on and on and ON…even though there’s actually only a few weeks left. I feel depressed. There, I said it. All I want to do is sleep. I drag myself out of bed in the morning, drag myself to class, drag myself through class, then drag myself back to my room in the evening. Half the time I don’t go eat dinner. I just feel so exhausted. Part of that is probably because I’ve had some kind of sinus or respiratory bug for over a month now, that nothing seems to help.
I. Miss. Home. And by home I don’t even mean a specific place. I miss the people. Sure, I talk to them on the phone and text them all the time. But it’s just. not. the same. Most of all I miss being with my babe, doing things together and just hanging out. I miss our 2 am runs to Dunkin Donuts. I miss laying my head on his chest and his arm around me as I go to sleep. I miss him tickling me till I scream. I miss making dinner and always getting a hug and a kiss and a thank you (no matter how much of a flop it might be or if it’s only a frozen lasagna!). I miss getting on the bike and riding for hours, just the two of us and the wind. I miss rubbing his shoulders after he’s worked all day. I miss him grabbing me and kissing me and calling me his sexy lady. I miss making things for our home, food, quilts, gardening, decorating…all of it.
You’d think with time rapidly dwindling I’d be happier. But I’m having a lot of trouble pulling my head up. I’m scared of all the uncertainty that the next year holds. My heart breaks because I know the man and boy I love probably won’t be spending it with me. I feel like I’ve let them down, even though this assignment wasn’t my choice. I don’t know what to do about it. I think that’s what bothers me the most. I simply don’t know what to do. I’ve tried everything I know to change my assignment, but unless there’s a deus ex machina moment waiting on me out there, it’s pretty much set in stone. So deal with it, suck it up buttercup, and drive on. I can do that. I just hate feeling like I’m full of lead. That’s not me at all. And I don’t know what to do. I have no plan other than just getting through one day at a time. It drives me crazy and makes me wonder if this was all one big mistake. Maybe I should have never signed up for this. Too late now though I guess.
I try to keep doing the things that make me happy. Writing letters, stitching, reading. Sleeping. As much sleep as I can get. I wish I could just go for a walk. By myself. But no alone time is allowed here. Meh.
I’ve been waiting to post this! I’m crazy about this little piece, wish I could have got it framed and sent home to my other half for Valentine’s, but it wasn’t to be. Some time in the near future though. I hope. The design is one of Lizzie Kate’s Snippets, and I’ve been in love with it forever. It was one of the first to rekindle my interest in cross stitch. So yay! Two little things finished this year – actually 3 if you count the poor little lost Imbolc stitch I sent to Drakken. :( Anyway! Linking up with the Smalls SAL hosted by Stitching Lotus again (or I will be, once my computer stops being stupid and loads the linky for me). :)
I’ve had a lot on my mind the past few weeks. Actually the last several months, but as my time in school is almost finished my thoughts are shifting more and more to home, and my family. I’ve been away so long. The worst part is, I’m not even sure we’ll get to be together when I’m finished. It’s all still up in the air. We’ll be together eventually, and it’ll be worth it, but right now…we’re still waiting. It might be another year or more before we can be physically together again, and sometimes that really feels like too much to take. Like I’m asking too much – of them, of myself. My heart hurts. I have a little hope that it might get better sooner, but I’m bracing for the worst.
Since I don’t have much to say, here are a few of the little inspirational things that have given me a lift recently. Some are from FB, some friends sent to me.
Distance also means you don’t mind dishes in the sink or socks on the floor, because you know it means there was someone there to make the mess.
I had this taped up on my mirror for a long time.
Hard work, work…
This is so true…because in the end it really is worth it.
And this one I really want to buy and hang up or put on my desk.